Solar

Heretic
Hey, look around filthy walls, rusty chains, tell is it your aim
Run away but behind them remains the same
Curse the world curse the fate, may be soon you will understand
All the searches are true only when you've found the end.
Chorus:
Cruelty and anger are weaving the blaze
Death will find you here right at the dawn
Crowd have come to quench the craving for chase
They will lost their reason, yelling "Go on!"
Is there any difference evil or good